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› Germany Said My Foot Was Broken. Sweden Said It Wasn’t.
I’m Swedish so I’m allowed to say this..
The health care in Sweden sucks!
I’m now at home — from being met with rudeness, ignorance and all that. Michaela, who drove me back from the airport in Sweden to my place and dropped my off at the ER. She stayed there with me for a while and I told her, straight out.. how this hospital works.
And guess what.. while having her on the phone when the “doctor” came back made her absolutely shocked. She got lost of words.
“Welcome to the health care in XXXXX” . I repeated to her.
So to make the post short: according to the “doctor” I met here in Sweden, I don’t have a fracture in my foot. Nothing! Only the ligament.
So, my question is.. why did the doctors in Germany say that I have fractures on TWO spots in my foot including the ligament.
I knew swedish Healthcare was a joke ….but damn.
When i arrived at the ER, they didn’t want to take me in. No matter how much I explained what happened. Showed them my foot AND my knee.
“Do you have the x-ray pictures from Germany?”.. Excuse me?? How would I have known that I was going to bring them back – I have never been to an emergency room abroad before. This was my first time, and how, as a patient should I have known this? Where is this information available to read?
So apparently, I have NO fracture in ny foot according to the Swedish doctor but according to doctors (yes doctors) in Germany my foot is broken.
I’m currently sitting in the couch at home. Trying not to cry. The pain is unbearable and I just want to chop my foot of with a guillotine.
I didn’t get any medicines at all – no painkillers OR the blood-thinning injections the doctors in Germany told me that I MUST take for 8 weeks!
Y’all see what I mean how horrible the health care is here?
They couldn’t even write a certificate for me to have when going home. No no! I’m not 85 years old so I wouldn’t get it. So I had to call a cab.. that cost me €70 .. FOR A 15 MINUTES RIDE!
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› Why I Don’t Feel Like I Belong in Sweden — My Travel Dreams & Bucket List
Not about escaping — it’s about finding where my soul feels at home beyond Sweden
— Porch Talk —
All my life I’ve felt like there is something more out there for me. Discover hidden gems, see how people live in different parts of the world. Explore, discover and experience.
Not in a dramatic “I hate everything here” kind of way (almost though) — I may be born in Sweden but the urge to “escape” is huge.
I want to go all over the world – Spain, Greece, America, Australia, New Zealand, Vietnam, Kenya and so many more places.
I want to see and experience culture, food, streets and everything. Not tourist things but those hidden alleys with stories of each person in each household. See their windows, flowers, garden, back alleys (all this of course without trespassing or being a creep) and see, just their personality.
Traveling, for me, isn’t just about checking off tourist spots and bucket list to be honest — even though I have some special places I wish to go to. It’s about feeling something.
Maybe it looks like escaping. Maybe part of it is. But I think it’s more about searching for something I haven’t found yet.
It’s not about escaping Sweden — it’s about finding the right place for me whether it’s in Norway, Spain or Vietnam or somewhere else.
It’s more about this constant feeling of wanting to explore what exists beyond what I already know.
I want freedom. I want to feel like myself without needing to hide. I want to explore the world together with my son.Maybe that is what I’m searching for — not just places, but pieces of myself.
Explore. See. Feel. Hear. Touch. Breathe.— Question Jar —
● Do you think home is a place, a person, or a feeling?
● Have you ever felt like you were born in the wrong place?● If you could disappear to anywhere for a year — where would you go?
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› Our Son Had His Own Graduation
Today is not a regular day because today it was my son’s end-of-the-school year celebration.

Swedish flag in the wind.
We went to his school to see the “graduation”. Was waiting for them to come walking and start the singing..until a mother or if it was an assistant or teacher, came up to me “Are you E’s mom?” I answered yes and she told me that my son’s class was having their singing somewhere else.
I got very irritated to be honest, because this has made us miss 10 minutes of his singing. I told M where they were so we went there.
None of us had gotten the information about this. We thought they were gonna celebrate at their regular location, no they had changed location!
So unfortunately we missed 10 minutes but we attended for the rest. Unfortunately we had to hide (mostly me) because E would have left the classes and their performance to run up to me. I saw a little bit of it.
He was so good! He attended the whole performance with the class. Sure, when they were was switching songs (the teachers use signs and signlanguage to show and tell which song was next) we heard E sing randomly “Keep going but be supersneaky” < another type of Baby Shark and so many other songs. I laughed.Our son had his own graduation.
It was wonderful to see and hear him participate in every event.
I love E and how funny he is. Parents were laughing as well. Imagine, all quiet location, before sign languages etc and speak started, all you could hear was my son singing baby shark.●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●

Car selfie. *filter* After the graduation of our son, M and I left (E was gonna stay in school to have an end-of-school year with his class), we decided to go to the foodstore. Todays dinner; Indian food and rice.
Snapshots of today

Random silhouette 
To my son “You are the best!” 
Meat, bananas and leverpastej 
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› It started wonderful but ended up me having my first-time anxiety attack..
Warning: Long post 😅 It’s been a waaay long time for me to post this. I actually started to write this last Monday but finished it now. Sorry that it took time!
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It started wonderful and fun but ended up with tears and a first-time anxiety attack.
Hello my darlings, my pumpkins! I apologize so much that I havent blogged the whole weekend but I have (as you read here) been visiting my friend for her birthday.
But here the pictures and adventures of the weekend come.
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Thursday ;
so many transportation and so much stress. Confused and walked around like a chicken. I came to conclusion that, finding the right subway and train in Stockholm is harder than finding transportation and directions in Italy. Even though I don’t know Italian.
Arrived in Norrtälje in time and waited on my friend Michaela at the bus station. Standing there, with pink-red hair, my demon vest, and all in black, with headphones on, I danced around to Psy—Gangnam Style. Yes, I still listen to that song.
Went home to Michaela, dumped my stuff and we went out to the town. Super cute!

We went to a few stores and just walked around. Michaela showed me around. I took some photos with my phone .






I found some cute stuff, like the wall and flower shelf.
After that, we met up with P and had lunch (note that I hadn’teaten the whole day), and we went to a place called Ed’s Burgers, which was delicious. Homemade burgers and their chili mayonnaise… oh my god. I could drink it! They weren’t shy about giving fries, that’s for sure!

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Friday
The day started with just walking around, grocery store and just relax. We went to a shopping area and the joy i had on my face when they had one of my favorite stores! I bought some makeup there because I didn’t have with me. Eyeshadows, Highlighter, eyeliner etc. Some candy and drinks to drink while being there. After we went to an other store – Dollarstore where I bought my absolute favorite eyeshadow palette and eyeliner!
Went to Lidl and bought a 2L sprite zero to take with us back to her home. While crossing the road when the light were green, a freaking bus came so we had to rush back up on the sidewalk. He almost drove over us! Even when the light was green for us.
The shock and adrenaline that kicked in on me was insane! Michaela got mad directly! Before all this happened we said “luckily no one of us is suicidal anymore” and this happened. Oh god.
Back home we started to get ready. The time was around 4pm and Michaela had made a reservation at a restaurant for us two and her friends. Makeup, fashion, hair fixed, bag packing and off we went.
Note that it was first time in a while I wore makeup so I automatically felt a little pretty which was so good.

In my bag i had packed down my powerbank, bottles of Pepsi Max, perfume etc. Typical stuff for me.
After that we went to the restaurant and a friend was sitting there already. She was early so we sat down with her and after a few minutes another friend of Michaela came.
We started to order food and Michaela and P ordered alcohol while me and E drank Coca Cola Zero.
The food arrived and I said everyone to wait “PICTURES TO MY BLOG!” and I took them (E and Michaelas food pictures didnt turn out good so I skip sharing them).




Honest review of my food ; I had the meat and potato gratin (3rd picture) with Aioli. It was delicious! I didnt eat the tomato though but the salad we got separately, after I removed the cucumber. 8/10 I would rate the food.
After the restaurant we went to a pub and just had fun. So much laughter, alcohol coming (Pepsi Max for me) and karaoke. I actually tried a few (3) sips from P’s beer. Fun fact; I like the taste of beer but dislike alcohol.
Michaela did karaoke with the song “Durch den Monsun” by Tokio Hotel (our favorite band) but I saw she struggled (for the first time) so I went up to her EVEN after I have been saying “Over my dead body you are getting me up and sing karaoke” yet I did and we sang the song together. I sang and we had fun.

Luckily I didnt have a microphone. I refused it but we stood there and sang. Afterwards we went back to the table and the laughing continued.
a random dude had been trying for a long time to try get anyone of us to dance with him. He was super drunk so we refused.
Instead me and P took pictures together (new friendship has been made since thursday) and I had to guide her to bathroom etc (shes almost blind), we spoke about random stuff, laughed and had fun.
Im not sure if she gives me permission to be shown in the blog so I have covered her eyes etc.


After many hours of laughter, alcohol, me chugging Pepsi max (due to me had tried 3 sips of alcohol) we all went home. We were home at 3am. That is insanely late for me but hey, I had fun!


Yes I used a filter to make my makeup show better on the one where I drink beer and to make my nose smaller (I hate my nose) thats why the glas is curvy.
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Saturday
We went out to the town again. Michaela needed to go pick up a jewelry she had at a store where she had engraved names. Afterwards we walked around, went to stores and she showed me an 113 years old café! C R A Z Y!







They had a kitchen from the very beginning of the start of the café. I love seeing old stuff like that. Thinking of everything that could have happened, the baking, cooking etc. My mind went crazy! Wonder what they actually made on it.
after that we went out for a walk, looking around and me having my phone is my hand, taking a lot of pictures – almost so I think Michaela got annoyed of me 😂







The first picture of the fish—oh my god, how insanely full the river was! I have never seen so many, and unfortunately the picture doesn’t do it justice.
3pm it was time! Michaela had brought tickets to go to Finland! CRAZY! The ride was only four hours but still!! Sadly stuff happened so I didn’t enjoy the trip. I cried pretty much the whole ride (why im not getting into) so I mostly sat and played games while struggling to not let Michaela and L (a new friend) see my tears.
I saw a pretty sunset so ofcourse I took pictures, but after it became more beautiful, I just ignored it. My head and tears was out of control.
I regret it today but hopefully another chance will come so I can see it.

More pictures from the boat comes below and I’m happy that I took all these. Some happiness in sadness. All I thought when I saw the sunset was my mother, she loves sunsets and especially when the sky is pink. I could hear her voice in my head saying “Look Emma, look how gorgeous the sunset and sky is”. It made me happy. Yes my mother has passed away.














Have I told you all how much I love the sea? I could live on it.
Saturday Night
After we came back to the town, we all went out to the pub. Which is where I had my very first in-life experience of an anxiety attack . It was scary. Why I had it, I won’t tell. But everyone i hung out with knows the reason.
We also went to another pub which in my opinion was cute. A Hard Rock style ish pub. My style you know. Me and Michaela went there earlier on the day because she wanted to show me it. All I could say was “Aw its super cute”. No drinking there tho at that time of the day.




After a while we started to walk back home to Michaela, and she showed me the town at nighttime, and I wrote some interesting messages on the water (after the low temperature at night and heat of the day) at the bus stop, some very interesting messages.



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Sunday
Time to go home. I packed all my stuff, and we took off to Stockholm, where we went, the more confused we got to find the right platform.
We ended up at a food place and ordered some burgers (I had chicken burger) and sat there for a bit. I got stressed though. Thinking I would miss the train, even though I had two hours before it ledt.



after the food, we went out so I could take pictures (for the blog ofcourse) and on the same time have a 🚬 (yes I smoke) and all off the sudden two girls came up and asked for one. Me looking at them and I said straight out “No. You are minors” and they walked away.
After that we left pretty fast (I didnt want to get asked by more minors – they are sneaky by asking several people at the time) and walked to the trainstation – which took of plenty of time to find the correct platform.


We sat here for around 1 hour. Just talked about the weekend, how it went etc. I tried to sneak up on pigeons to take pictures up close but no. Ofcourse they ran off.
The tears fell down my cheeks while I was on the train back home. Back home I met up with a friend who held me company for 30 minutes before the bus came. I had told her all about the weekend, so we spoke about that, and of course, I started to cry.
At home, I dumped all my stuff and went straight to bed. I had no energy to stay up. Migraine had kicked in hours earlier due to all crying.
More photos I took in Norrtälje




















Highlight and.. not so highlights
Highlight; Finally met my friend after five months of chatting and video ● Dinner at a cute restaurant with two other people where bonds were connected ● went to pubs for the first time of my life ● sang karaoke ● danced with the dude (I write about it below) ● sunsets
Not highlights; all the tears ● the migraines ● boat (it was no fun for me) and probably more which you have probably read above. Haha! My head is empty now.
About the dancing with a dude: Remember the dude who had been nagging us, trying to get any of us to dance with him on the Friday night? Well, on Saturday I did. I danced with him, but he was horrible at dancing, so I ended up going back to the table, and we laughed. He sat down at the table next to us.
Yeah, so this was pretty much the weekend. We had been doing more stuff as well, but nothing exciting, lol!
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I apologize as well for wrong spelling and weird grammar. I’m writing this on the phone, and the text plus photos in this post make the writing process super slow.
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› The stress this morning is ridiculous, but I’m finally…
The day is here and im currently on my fourth sort of transportation. The stress is real and I can honestly say It’s easier to find where to go in Italy than in Stockholm, Sweden.

The alarm went off at 6am as usual. I packed pretty much all my stuff yesterday but had to add some stuff before I left for the bus to go to the train station.
The stress this whole morning/fornoon was insane but now im on my last transportation til the end destination for the weekend.

Bus, train , subway and bus. All this since 8.12am til noon. Insane.
And being a Swedish person going to the capital of Sweden and getting lost everywhere is kind of embarrassing. Even if I asked three different staff for directions to find the correct platforms, etc., I still managed to get lost. It was horribly bad with signs of where the platforms, etc., were.
It’s so bad that I think it’s easier to find in Italy. The bus, the trolley, street navigation, etc. Compared to here. That’s crazy 😅

I just wanted to pop in here and say good morning and tell you how my morning has been. I’m going to try to get some rest because I’m dead tired, and I need to save battery on my phone. I only have 8% and I’m at my end destination in 30 minutes. 🥴
I’ll blog more later. Tell you all about today’s adventure etc